Finding freedom

I am sorry for all the times I did not see

How it was for you

So caught up in how it was for me

And for all the times you could not see or offer me more than this

What a mystery it is

The strangers so often are to each other

And sometimes we make so many demands

From a place of hunger and emptiness

That is really only crying out

For our own attention

We think that withdrawal will be the prevention

Will lead to the healing we require

But all it does is set us up against the will of God

For the world was not created for us to always have what we want

And everyone is on their own journey

And each heart it seems to me

(Consciously our unconsciously)

Is just longing for a little love

So if my sense now is of giving and just wanting to be kind

I am so glad that finally I can find

A way to leave all of that past pain behind

For I am beginning to see that it is in giving that we receive

And if after time

The Universe responds in kind

Well what a precious gift that is

To finally know the love without and within

Our souls really hungered for all along

For in time and with suffering and experience

We will find our tribe

Or the place where deeper freedom and peace resides

If we only open the door to our soul

And let go of that which makes the emptiness and hunger grow

More intensely within us